Ferris next to him smiled and said: "Mr. Nelson, as one of the owners of this restaurant and a famous critic, will you evaluate the food of these two people with fairness?"

Nelson nodded and said with a serious face: "I swear on my career, I will treat this matter with fairness. If Griffith's steak can't compare to Mr. Enron, I will definitely not speak to him.

The same is true here for Mr. An Ran!"

"First of all, I think Mr. An Ran is right. As a chef, you must always consider your customers. As a food critic, you must also consider your customers. They are our food and clothing parents. I will not cheat."

Ferris applauded: "Mr. Nelson said it well!"

Good for your grandma’s legs.

Griffins' face fell. He knew the boss's character very well. If Enron's steak was really better than his, then this guy would really be able to tell.

He just couldn't figure it out. This guy didn't help his own people, but insisted on helping outsiders. What was he trying to do?

Just for the reputation of those two or two? No point, the benefits are the benefits.

However, he also knows that he cannot change the boss's personality, but he is not too worried, after all, he is a professional.

As for the Enron production process, he seemed to have basically no hope of winning. He just didn't like the boss's attitude.

To outsiders, what do you think?

Ferris smiled and said: "Mr. Nelson, aren't you worried that if you say that your chef's steak is not as good as Mr. Enron's, it will affect your business?"

Nelson said very frankly: "Don't worry, if it's not good, we can improve it and give customers a better experience. I think in this way, we can be more popular with customers."

"We will adopt any good suggestions. Just like what Mr. An Ran said just now, I think it is a very good thing!"

"I think frankness and improvement are the long-term survival of a restaurant!"

Ferris said with great admiration: "My God, Mr. Nelson, you are such a wise man."

Nelson said very humbly: "I think making good food is to consider the customer's feelings. Mr. An Ran said it very well. It's no wonder that Mr. An Ran can be so successful. In fact, I think that as long as Mr. An Ran's steak is of average quality today, it will be a success."

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"After all, he is not a professional chef!"

What I'm saying is, I've never seen a boss like you. He just doesn't speak up for his own people, but he even tries to push others down. What are you going to do?

An Ran smiled and didn't say anything.

Nelson looks good, but it’s hard to tell if he’s really good or not. Anyway, nowadays you can only trust people’s words at face value, and you can only tell whether he’s good or bad when things happen.

Soon Griffith's steak was the first to come out of the pan. The shovel was shoveled along the iron plate, making a crisp sound. The steak was scooped up with juice, and the tender and thick beef swayed slightly on the shovel.

Seventeen! This is the most suitable degree of doneness for steak. It tastes fresh and tender without losing the aroma of beef, and it does not make people feel tired due to hard chewing.

"My steak is ready!" Pour the steak onto the plate, and someone immediately comes over and puts broccoli as a side dish.

Usually fried eggs or macaroni are used as garnishes, but steak with broccoli is the most refreshing.

Everyone glanced at An Ran.

An Ran looked at his watch leisurely and saw that there were still two minutes left, which was enough time.

Here we start tearing the broccoli.

He quickly tore the emerald green broccoli into small clusters, and moved his hands dexterously on the plate in less than a minute.

The broccoli on the plate becomes the outstretched branches of the welcoming pine.

People around were amazed again.

"My God, Mr. An Ran, although it is a very simple composition, it makes people feel very happy after looking at it! I think you have elevated this dish to the level of art!" Ferris exclaimed.

Nelson nodded and said: "With all due respect, many people look down on Eastern cuisine. In fact, that is because they have not understood it in depth. Once you understand it, you will find that Eastern cuisine is much more sophisticated than ours!"

"For example, the process Mr. An Ran just did should be called plate presentation!"

An Ran nodded lightly, "It seems that Mr. Nelson has a deep understanding of Xiazhou Catering."

“I can’t explain how much I know, but I’ve just dabbled a little! This presentation is to bring people artistic and visual enjoyment!”

“French cuisine also includes presentation, but it’s just the most basic and simple one!”

"If it's Xiazhou cuisine, some dishes are so exquisite that you can't bear to eat them. They are real works of art. That's why I said that being a good chef in Xiazhou is not an easy task, because you not only have to know how to cook, but also

And you also know art and sculpture! A good dish becomes a work of art when made!"

"Mr. An Ran, am I right?"

An Ran applauded softly, "Mr. Nelson is absolutely right. A good chef should actually be an artist. People like me are just laymen, far from the level of art."

Mr. Nelson said: "Mr. An Ran, you are too modest. Although your composition is very simple, it already reveals the atmosphere of medical skills! I think beauty does not depend on complexity or simplicity. As long as it can be expressed, it is good art."
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Over there, Griffith almost cursed when he heard this. Isn’t this a slap in my face?

He just said before that Xiazhou's food is not as good as Xizhou's food. If you praise me like a flower, how can I do it in the future?

I can't live this life.

But when it comes to resigning, he is really reluctant to do so. People say it's not nice, but he dares to give it money. Jobs with an annual salary of one million are not available everywhere, especially the chef profession, which is really hard to find.

For the sake of money, I endured it.

But it would be nice for Nelson to say a few more words, and Griffith has a sly look on his face. You can listen to An Ran for a while and chat with him for a while.

There's only one minute left, and the steak won't be cooked well by then. I'll see what you do.

Nelson raised his wrist and looked at his watch at this time, "Mr. An Ran, although I admire your cooking skills very much, the time is almost up now!"

An Ran smiled and said: "No problem, it's fine now."

As he spoke, he grabbed the handle of the wok and shook it gently, and the steak that was stuck to the wok immediately came loose.

Then he pushed and retracted the wok, and with some skill, the steak inside immediately flew into the air.

Griffith almost shouted and laughed.

This is obviously not within the range. If the steak falls out, it must be outside the pot. Whether it is on the ground or on the stove, this steak is hygienic and cannot be eaten.

Enron loses this game.
Chapter completed!